Family Tension
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nickngregTitle:Family Tension
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ihrtkjr
Pairing:Greg/Nick
Rating:NC-17
Summary:“Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.
Disclaimer:Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: New story yay \o/
Beta:ihrtangusyoung
“You said Josh was staying at a hotel. You girls will be in the basement. Kelly will show you. And Greg? You’ll be sharing with Nick. Come with me.”
Greg followed Mrs. Stokes up a flight of stairs and to the end of the long hallway. She knocked lightly on the door before opening it.
“Go on in.” She lightly pushed Greg through the door. “I’ll see you both at dinner.” She called before shutting the door.
Greg looked around the room as he made his way to the sleeping bag on the floor. ‘Typical jock.’ He thought. If he hadn’t known a few things about ‘Nick’ (he liked that name), he probably would have been scared. Greg walked over to the dresser and stared at the trophies.
“Football.” Greg jerked and slammed back into the body of the man standing behind him. And lost his balance.
The man’s arm wrapped around him. “Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.
Nick didn’t know why he’d done it, but he was glad that he had. The young mans body fit perfectly with his. He didn’t want to let go, but propriety dictated that he should. He carefully stepped back.
“You okay?” Nick asked.
“Yes, yes. I’m sorry about-sorry.” Greg blushed.
“Greg! Are you there?” Josh’s voice shouted up the stairs. “We’re going.”
“Greg.” Nick held out is hand.
“Nick.” he shook it.
“Holy shit. I’m in trouble now.” Greg muttered after he left the room. He didn’t see the shadow move as he made his way down the stairs.
“Holy shit. I’ve fucked up now.” Nick whispered as he sat heavily on the bed. He never heard the person listening at his door walk away.
“Hey.” Nick said as he walked into the barn. “What are you doing out here?”
Greg nearly threw the laptop in his surprise. It had been three days, and he still jumped every time someone came up to him. He smiled as Nick sat next to him on the bale of hay.
“Stealing your electricity.” He waved his hand to the plug in behind the bale. “It’s quiet out here.”
“You don’t like people talking about you.” Nick hazarded a guess, totally unprepared for the reaction he got.
Greg burst out laughing. “I can talk about myself with the best of them.” Greg giggled once more before he sobered up. “It’s just the way she’s talking about me.” He sighed at the look Nick gave him. “I’m not really good at this, but if I’m not mistaken, she likes me.” Greg whispered the last part.
“Yes.”
“More than a friend.”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t know that until after we got here.” Greg didn’t look at Nick as he saved what he’d been working on and shut the computer off. He froze in the process of putting it back in the case when he heard the tone of Nick’s voice.
“You don’t like her?” It was meant to be an easy question, but it came out as a near deadly whisper.
“I do. She’s a great friend, but I-” Greg cut off at the growl that came from Nick’s throat. Greg saw that words weren’t working, so he decided to show Nick.
“Why you li-” Nick was cut off by Greg’s lips descending on his. His eyes widened in shock before his body took over. Nick pulled Greg until he was straddling his lap. Their tongues tangled in the rush explore the others mouth. Greg whimpered when he couldn’t build any friction between their bodies. Growling Nick flipped Greg onto his back and settled on top of him, thrusting his hips down as Greg brutally shoved his up, their mouths never severing contact. Racing to the edge, they came together with whimpers and moans leaving bruises where their hands gripped each other.
It was still fuzzy to Greg how they made it back up to Nick’s room. He vaguely remembered taking a shower with Nick and being carried to bed.
”Morning.” Nick whispered, kissing Greg softly.
Greg arched into Nick’s body. “More.” He gasped as they parted.
Nick was about to comply when the call came.
“Breakfast.”
Author:
ihrtkjrPairing:Greg/Nick
Rating:NC-17
Summary:“Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.
Disclaimer:Don’t own, don’t sue. First Greg/Nick
Author Notes: New story yay \o/
Beta:
ihrtangusyoung“You said Josh was staying at a hotel. You girls will be in the basement. Kelly will show you. And Greg? You’ll be sharing with Nick. Come with me.”
Greg followed Mrs. Stokes up a flight of stairs and to the end of the long hallway. She knocked lightly on the door before opening it.
“Go on in.” She lightly pushed Greg through the door. “I’ll see you both at dinner.” She called before shutting the door.
Greg looked around the room as he made his way to the sleeping bag on the floor. ‘Typical jock.’ He thought. If he hadn’t known a few things about ‘Nick’ (he liked that name), he probably would have been scared. Greg walked over to the dresser and stared at the trophies.
“Football.” Greg jerked and slammed back into the body of the man standing behind him. And lost his balance.
The man’s arm wrapped around him. “Steady. I‘ve got you.” He whispered.
Nick didn’t know why he’d done it, but he was glad that he had. The young mans body fit perfectly with his. He didn’t want to let go, but propriety dictated that he should. He carefully stepped back.
“You okay?” Nick asked.
“Yes, yes. I’m sorry about-sorry.” Greg blushed.
“Greg! Are you there?” Josh’s voice shouted up the stairs. “We’re going.”
“Greg.” Nick held out is hand.
“Nick.” he shook it.
“Holy shit. I’m in trouble now.” Greg muttered after he left the room. He didn’t see the shadow move as he made his way down the stairs.
“Holy shit. I’ve fucked up now.” Nick whispered as he sat heavily on the bed. He never heard the person listening at his door walk away.
“Hey.” Nick said as he walked into the barn. “What are you doing out here?”
Greg nearly threw the laptop in his surprise. It had been three days, and he still jumped every time someone came up to him. He smiled as Nick sat next to him on the bale of hay.
“Stealing your electricity.” He waved his hand to the plug in behind the bale. “It’s quiet out here.”
“You don’t like people talking about you.” Nick hazarded a guess, totally unprepared for the reaction he got.
Greg burst out laughing. “I can talk about myself with the best of them.” Greg giggled once more before he sobered up. “It’s just the way she’s talking about me.” He sighed at the look Nick gave him. “I’m not really good at this, but if I’m not mistaken, she likes me.” Greg whispered the last part.
“Yes.”
“More than a friend.”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t know that until after we got here.” Greg didn’t look at Nick as he saved what he’d been working on and shut the computer off. He froze in the process of putting it back in the case when he heard the tone of Nick’s voice.
“You don’t like her?” It was meant to be an easy question, but it came out as a near deadly whisper.
“I do. She’s a great friend, but I-” Greg cut off at the growl that came from Nick’s throat. Greg saw that words weren’t working, so he decided to show Nick.
“Why you li-” Nick was cut off by Greg’s lips descending on his. His eyes widened in shock before his body took over. Nick pulled Greg until he was straddling his lap. Their tongues tangled in the rush explore the others mouth. Greg whimpered when he couldn’t build any friction between their bodies. Growling Nick flipped Greg onto his back and settled on top of him, thrusting his hips down as Greg brutally shoved his up, their mouths never severing contact. Racing to the edge, they came together with whimpers and moans leaving bruises where their hands gripped each other.
It was still fuzzy to Greg how they made it back up to Nick’s room. He vaguely remembered taking a shower with Nick and being carried to bed.
”Morning.” Nick whispered, kissing Greg softly.
Greg arched into Nick’s body. “More.” He gasped as they parted.
Nick was about to comply when the call came.
“Breakfast.”
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